Stone Circle the away mission

Though Greyback cannot hear the words the two wolves are exchanging, he was gauged on every movement of theirs. With honey-amber eyes, he watched closely. Somewhere along he way, he had laid down, his paws hanging off the side of the hill in a relaxed position.

The stranger down below was very interesting to the older, and with more time he watched Greyback found him more interested to know more about him. Merrit seemed to like him to an extent, and that in itself was more than enough for the Gamma to find interest. He had never seen the boy in such a nature, it was endearing.


However that didn't mean Greyback trusted the newcomer.

Watching him turn around and walk away brought a long sigh from the man he didn't realize he was holding, one that licked at the crisp air around him. It was only when Merrit turned around and stumbled that Greyback shot upward and blinked, all tension from his face fading to show his surprise as well. Did he startle the boy? He heard him say his name, but wasn't sure if it was in surprise or a call.

Walking down the hill, he gave a smile at the boy and leaned down to press a lick to the center of his forehead. Though Merrit was not his biologically, he couldn't help but think of him as his young. "I didn't mean to scare you," He looked up and watched the last of the stranger's figure disappear in the lands. "Who was that?" He questioned, curious if the boy knew of him before or if he was willing to tell him anything.